I and

It was more than 30 years ago that I first met diary, and it was 25 years ago that I really loved to write diary. This was due to the car accident of my younger brother 25 years ago, not that car accident, not because of the misunderstanding of a female classmate and then had a good impression on her, and fell into the (unrequited love) Love Network and couldn’t get out of it. I am afraid that I will lose my life with literature. That was Gongyuan. On August 24, 1985, I went back to school as usual. I didn’t expect to be told that my brother had a car accident until more than ten o’clock. Parents, relatives and friends were so anxious that they had searched all the major hospitals in the city, but they had not seen their younger brother. I didn’t know what happened until later. At about eight o’clock that morning, my second uncle came to my house and asked my father: brother, did anyone go out today? I saw a shelf car along the road in the east of the village, which looked like ours. Father said: The Third Army (called his younger brother at home) went to sell vegetables this morning. After that, they went to have a look together. At this time, they were anxious. The car turned over and lay in the ditch on the roadside. Some of the wax gourd in the ditch were rotten and some were cracked, which were very messy, but the driving car was missing. Both parents and relatives ran to find his younger brother. It was not until ten o’clock that he realized that his younger brother met his neighbor’s aunt and aunt on his way back and took him to the county health School hospital, the younger brother said that after the car hit him, he put him in the car and made a few rounds in the city. Finally, he was placed at the gate of a hospital in Xiguan (Zhongshan Hospital now) and ran away. At about eight o’clock in the morning, the working man only asked the injured brother who was lying on the ground when he saw him. No one took him to see him first, and the doctor didn’t say any medical ethics to save the Dead and heal the wounded. At that time, the favor was so weak. Later, my brother came back with pain, and there were six or seven miles in the period. I can’t imagine how my brother walked so far.! Since then, I have also changed and determined to learn literature well. Although I don’t know much about literature, the first thing is to write a good composition, I will start from the most basic. Accumulate more materials and keep a diary. Although it was during my second reading, I still insisted on taking the time of lunch break or class in the afternoon to go to the newspaper column of Xuchang High School which was a mile away from our school, read newspapers and make records twice a day. Almost rain or rain, for this reason, the teacher in charge of the class has not criticized me less. In this way, the annual national college entrance examination was held. In the examination room, when writing a composition, it is no longer like searching for dry intestines and rice as before. Because I have memorized a lot of things and broadened my mind, I can say that it is handy, and the Chinese level has improved by more than ten points compared with the previous year. Later, I entered the Junior College of Liberal Arts. I have been accompanied by my diary for 25 spring and autumn days and nights. It can be said that this year is the silver wedding anniversary of my first partner and me. I deeply love my second partner. But I love my first partner more, my soul partner. This year is also the anniversary of my 15-year marriage with my second partner. I love both of my partners very much. Hold your hands and grow old with you. Never leave, never give up, never regret for life. I love my first partner. Whenever I have something to say, I always want to say it to my first partner. She won’t be angry with me for a moment of incomprehension. She is so considerate, tolerant and kind. She doesn’t get bored with me every time I tell. My happiness, my distress, my sorrow, my sorrow. So docile. However, sometimes I dare not reveal my true feelings to her, because sometimes my second partner peeped at her, and after my thoughts and practices were seen by her, she would lose her temper to me if she couldn’t understand it for a moment, which would affect our relationship. For example, I met friends I hadn’t seen for many years, and I gathered together; For example, I met my favorite books in the street, and I bought them without hesitation; for example, my friend asked me for help for a short time. Can I help?…… Many happy, A lot of troubles, a lot of reluctance, how reluctant I am. At that time, my happiness and sorrow can only be deeply buried in my heart. At that time, I realized that when a man asked what he had to hide some private money, it was just like the pain of being stuck in his throat and not complaining. My second partner would not know it. Never leave, never give up, never regret for life. My two partners, please allow me to love you deeply. May you live in harmony, day and night. I also clearly remember that I didn’t remember any diary before I was 19 years old. Although the teacher also asked to keep a diary, it was just for learning. The diary of true love was written 26 years ago after my brother had a car accident. People who keep diaries usually have secrets in their hearts that they don’t want others to know. Therefore, people who keep diaries don’t want anyone to peek at them. I also remember that the title page of a diary clearly reads: spring is not coming, flowers are not blooming, and it is not right to peek at the diary. It is immoral to peek at other people’s diaries, but in my twenty years of keeping diaries, there have been several times when my diaries have been peeked. At that time, it was as uncomfortable and unforgettable as the scar was uncovered. In April 20, my diary was peeked by my classmates, and there was no place to hide any secrets that I didn’t want others to know. At that time, I fell in unrequited love with a girl in my class, and then I realized that it was a misunderstanding that made me start to fall in love. I didn’t know whether it was good or bad for I am, because of a classmate’s peek, and let several students in the same dormitory know. Later, in order to help me get out of the mire, one of my classmates asked the girl to tell her my feelings for her. Although I still couldn’t get out of that network in the following years, I didn’t know what would happen if the secret could be kept until now or longer. But at that time, being peeked at the diary could also be said to be a kind of pain for me. I also clearly remember that one day in April, 1992, the diary was peeped by my colleagues and torn off. At that time, I was selling sugar, tobacco and alcohol in a salesroom of the supply and marketing cooperative. I went to have a haircut on the morning of April 23. I didn’t expect to put my diary up before leaving. I remembered that he would read my diary when I had a haircut, but I can’t go back and let it go. Let him see. I knew that the diary had been peeked when I saw the diary was put on the book when I sent it back. Then he began to talk about his reason; He talked about the extra money from selling alcohol and tobacco, and gave his classmates the wine to make up for the loss; he said that he deducted 70 yuan of cigarettes from distant place, saying that lao fan and others had spent a lot of money to entertain people before; He said that he was angry after reading the diary; they said that I wrote them in the diary intentionally and wanted the manager to know; They said that the almost posthumous words I wrote were forced by them; They said that what he had done in the past two years was also worthy of me;……. Since he had read it, otherwise he wouldn’t have today’s explanation. Then I said: return the torn diary to me, and you have also read it and explained it, I also understand, give me to burn these four pages of diary. I could burn those few pages of diaries, but I couldn’t burn the history that the diary was stolen. I can’t add and write a few pages of diary I tore up completely. Even if I don’t add it, when I see the incoherent diary, I will still think of this unforgettable memory. He also said that I was a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He peeked at his colleague’s diary and tore it up. Can it be called a gentleman? It is infringement! Even if I wrote his bad words, only myself knew it, and it was just to vent the depression in my heart. It did not harm him and did not have any negative effects on him, but his actions made me disdain. I can’t find a reliable friend and write what I want to say in the diary. Is this guilty? Besides, my diary is neither public nor ready to be made public. Nearly two or ten years have passed, and I don’t want to say anything more. I just want to say that everyone should be self-respecting, and self-respecting will win the respect of others. After this, I didn’t expect another thing happened four years later when my diary was peeked. After getting married, my wife knew that I had the habit of keeping a diary, and curiosity drove her to read my diary several times secretly. Sometimes she would feel that reading my diary was a kind of enjoyment, but she was also angry with me because she peeked at my diary, which made the couple cold war for many days and became the same passers-. After knowing that she would peek at my diary, I lost some fun again. Because I can no longer freely vent my depression, happiness and thoughts. There are often times when couples have to say nothing, which mostly takes into account the incomprehension of the other party and is afraid of affecting the harmony of the relationship. Sometimes you can only enjoy your own difficulties and joys and sorrows. Some of his behaviors were said out to be angry for fear that the other party could not accept them. At that time, they were only written in the diary. A diary is just a diary, not a novel, but a true exposure of personal thoughts. A diary is a free space of personal soul, where only one can say nothing and be a true self. Everyone should respect the spiritual paradise of others. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Meet

Are you okay? Are you okay with the person I care about? I really miss you for those who have traveled with me for a short time. Are you okay? Is there still my shadow in your life? Will you ever think of me in your future road? Thank you for accompanying me. I really miss you for a few days. Are you okay? So close but so far, are you thinking about what I am doing? Do you remember me when you were the loneliest? A person who is close to you but far away is blessing you silently? I really miss you, are you okay? Has my name ever appeared in your mouth? I really miss you, do you miss me too? Bless you, my dearest friend like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Sunshine

It is another New Year, New Year’s Day, sunny day, everything seems so peaceful, good years must have a good omen, such a good time, but I like to lie on the bed lazily and watch variety shows, I can feel the wonderful joy of talking about gods. As time passes by, I also have artistic cells hidden in my heart. I can say something from time to time: how can I beat the Allegro? I don’t praise others …… it’s really a bit of imitation, if there is a chance to show off in the crowd, the cowhide is not blowing, the train is not pushing, the Mount Tai is not moving, the child is raising drops, is it impromptu to make experts sword in hand, then you will know if there is, let’s practice as we say, and we are not afraid of falling behind. After having lunch and going out for a walk, don’t miss the good time. It’s sunny and warm in winter, but I still put on a thick coat and high-top high-heel shoes. Oh, I haven’t worn high-heeled shoes for a long time, walking with stilts in a difficult way, walking towards the street gracefully, I was unwilling to miss the colorful flags dressed up in the festival atmosphere on the street and went straight to the place where I dreamed, the city moat and the bare riverbank. Through a shabby alley and mottled walls, I suddenly woke up some kind of missing. The Second Middle School was once a pond. The Alley turned a few turns and then reached the well Blue Lane, there was a threshing ground on 55th. When I was a child, my mother-in-law took my hand and walked past the smoky stove club. The path was just in front of No. 2 Middle School. There was a large pool where my mother-in-law washed clothes, can I just go by myself? I lost it, really lost it. My mother often talked about this matter. When people asked each family with me, they asked my mother-in-law’s house and got back after losing it. This made my mother-in-law feel distressed. This matter also became a joke that my mother hit me, because it is not as beautiful as my elder sister, my mother often says: I may not be the one who is lost. Is there anyone who strikes his daughter like this? Mother. Just because I have been in my mother-in-law’s house for some days, I look like a person from my father’s side, My mother always liked to hit me, and later she moved me to my grandma’s home to take me with her. From Mom never mother-in-law good, because her mother-in-poor. I lost it more than once. On the first day of the new year, I wore a brand-new plaid cotton jacket. I don’t remember whether it was blue pants or yellow pants. Anyway, in those days, except blue, it was yellow, just like black and white photos, there is no color at all. I followed my uncle to pay New Year’s greetings with interest. After several turns in the threshing ground, I came to Carpenter Street, an alley paved with bluestone, wooden houses with thin slats on both sides, door to door and household to household, the firecrackers of every household covered this alley, and there was also a strong smell of gunpowder. The red image was covered with a layer of carpet. I was curious and picked up the firecrackers that had never been bombed while walking. My uncle greeted each other when he met an acquaintance, when my two pockets were full, I looked back and found my uncle. I was shocked and ran from one end of the alley to the other end. I didn’t know which one was the way home, maybe when I ran, I wore the wind and started to smoke in my pocket. I didn’t know at all, The smoke is getting bigger and bigger, but I am looking for my way home. Your pocket is on fire a man pointed at my pocket and said, “I burst into tears, uncle, where are you? Mom and dad come to me, I can’t find my way home —– that street is still there, the last alley paved by bluestone in Zhangshu city, the houses have become dilapidated buildings, and they will withdraw from the stage of history immediately. Instead, they will be high-rise buildings like dominoes, the old street which has crossed over a century will be the same as those who have passed away. What remains is only the memory of a generation. Walking on the wall of the moat, enjoying the scenery of both sides, it was a pity that except for the tall buildings in Bijie Linz, there were no tall, straight and luxuriant trees any more. The River of Ganjiang River is dry, like a mother who is going to be weaved. Without source, there is a large expanse of riverbed exposed. Looking at the village on the other side of the big Wharf, there are beautiful houses next to each other, which are really rich. My grandmother’s small village was once covered by green trees. The Ancient camphora trees which could hide people at the end of the village, like a white-haired fairy, greeted every passing passerby with a smile. The river in front of the door left me a lot of joy, from the dog climbing swimming to the free swimming across the shore, the figure of grandparents working, seasonal fresh vegetables all year round, because I am a vegetable farmer, my grandfather got up very early every day to sell vegetables. Every day I was on the main road at the gate, looking forward to my grandfather’s figure carrying a load home and buying some meat or fish every day. At that time, it is enviable to eat fish and meat every day. I have a lot of food there, I ate it and became a little fat. For many years, the appearance of my grandparents was almost blurred, praying for the paradise of my grandparents in their past life. Walking on the wall of the moat, walking slowly and enjoying the warm sunshine in winter, my mind was like a flood, which was out of control. Looking across the river, the scenery on the other side had already changed. The river bank, how many rounds have we traveled from grandma’s home to the timber yard? From the day my mother got married, her mother’s full dowry has always been her capital to attack her father. The poor father has always been obedient to her mother, the only daughter of that era had natural arrogance and domineering. When my father’s heart was happy, the girl Tian Luo often sang happily: Ding Ding duo, ding ding duo, your mother is a screw shell. It can be seen that my father cares for my mother. My mother’s nickname is Tian Luo. The joy of childhood is vivid in my mind. Flowers bloom on the other side, and flowers bloom brightly, but they are far away. Everything is fine! Stepping on the high high-heeled shoes, it makes my waist ache. Keep twisting. Where has the moat been repaired? Today, I have enough time and energy to find out the truth. Humming a little song, looking up at the blue sky from time to time, a good mood is comfortable. I like the smell of sunshine, the feeling of warm sunshine shining on my body, the generosity and indifference of sunshine, and the freedom of dust flying in the sunshine. It is rare to have such leisure and leisure. Walking on the wall of the moat, although it is not as magnificent as the Great Wall, it also has the generosity of protecting the country, without the noise of traffic, nor the crowded crowd, following the feeling, my mind is like a wild horse, galloping freely, very comfortable. Drumming, drumming, stroking to a stack. A group of people and horses under the wall were rehearsing this program. I never had the impulse to join in the fun. I stood by the wall and watched for a while, find two acquaintances watching there, just go down and say hello. I was asked to understand what was going on. The manufacturer promoted the product and exchanged a few greetings with friends, but I didn’t want to miss it. At this time, the sponsor of the activity sent me a wall calendar. This is good, very good, for me who doesn’t have the concept of time, hanging in the house, I can remind myself that I have been worshiping Buddha on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I am completely in the house, and my ability to perceive the changes of the Four Seasons outside is very poor, I often don’t know if I want to wear seasonal clothes to make others laugh. Now I can count the calendar to feel the cold and warm. After thanks, continue my departure direction. I went back to the city wall again and found that the end was not far away. The end was not far away. Suddenly there was a pain of palpitation. I tried to reach the end. The pain was still there. I continued to move forward, it was a riverbank pushed by Earth. A large engineering vehicle passed by, rolling up yellow dust. The pain is getting heavier and heavier. Didn’t I drink Meng Po soup? How do you feel that when you walk to the bridge of mengpo in your previous life, the lingering memories still remain in your mind. Are Sansheng Stone, mengpo soup and dimples all engraved the imprints of your previous life? Tears flew down suddenly, and the loess was flying. Please take away my past memories. I just want a little dust floating outside the world of mortals, experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world, love, hate, love and hatred, the sad woman in this world was originally a tough and slim woman in the afterlife. May all parties have mercy and blessing to exchange my love in the afterlife. Happy gongs and drums, Resounding Joy year after year …… the distant song called me back from the distant sky, wiping the tears at the corner of my eyes lightly. I knew it was time for me to go back. The sunshine from the West shone my figure so slender that I could not see my old face or my gray hair. Only my soul and body shone on the ground, don’t be afraid of the marks carved on my face by years. I know I am still very beautiful. The setting sun is setting, my figure is longer and more beautiful. I can twist my body and swing my limbs, doing all kinds of modeling, the projected figure changes all kinds of shadows, like a falling fairy, recalling the fireworks in the world, and unwilling to leave for a long time. Of course, when I do these things, I have to look back and forth from time to time to see if there are any people who have passed by. I can’t be seen by others like this. This is not what I want to do at my age, others will think I am crazy. Crazy people and ordinary people are only at the same thought. I am between the two., Bathing in the sunshine, being a sunny woman, healthy, positive, tranquil, open-minded, not sad, not complaining, earning a fee of income, not relying on, facing life with smile, cultivating sentiment with classics, use Sage’s instruction to promote wisdom and make life full of sunshine. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…